Appetising Poems - Poems about Appetising

...The most sweetest appetising apple Cream of the crop On the apple cart Is placed on the top And tastes divine Aesthetically pleasing Attracting many to bite But sometimes Rotten to the core ......

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...And when you open that book With your expectations to find the food, exactly how they appeared on the commercial Disappointment awaits you Book cover are just as appetising as the delicious foo......

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...Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling. As her olive skin neatly curved fingers slid over an intermittentl......

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...Will you marry me my sweetheart..! Or shall we plan a sensuous start When you walk swaying thy waist My heart beats in a joyous haste In drape yellow like a bold belle Makes rounds the beauteous......

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...Growing up i always thought smiles a sign of happiness a caring gesture: that could brighten someone's day white teeth...pink gums: Presenting a welcoming appeal ...no one ever told me tha......

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...I am a little Alsatian puppy- can you empathise with my wretched plight? I cannot impress upon insensitive humans, my God given inalienable right, As a scrawny tottering helpless babe, I used to su......

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...The pseudo-science Cooking is not rocket science but would be cook has to learn the basic after this he must discover why some food doesn’t go well mixed with the wrong ingredients The ru......

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...My eyes are glued to the naked truth Fresh from the shower her body looking smooth I only want to lay my hands on her tender breasts Her nipples are protruding,partially hard like a dried raisin......

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...A-appetising p-pleasant p-pie l-likeable e-eatable p-pieces i-ice cream e-enjoyable......

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...I’d rather live with terrorists or break everything in my skeleton than put up with the residents I currently share this terrace with I think I’d find it more appetising, to spend Friday night com......

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...The world in our hands would impair devils An unthinking thought more blissful Than a wish fulfilling shooting star Our missions would be charted out To go on our victory dance one step at a ti......

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...To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide (Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains, which I found a bit jarring with abrupt excla......

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